Dec 5, 2016
I am sitting on an AC-transit bus, sipping my tea and watching my life catching fire.
C asked if she could go to NY instead of our original trip destination. “How I wished she brought up this agenda earlier. Before we booked tickets, before we figured out our plan…”
Then I awkwardly realize N and I are the first two people who get to the poster session.
I had such a panic attack that I resort to help without eating lunch. Maybe I do need to pay attention to Emotional dysregulation or similar shit in life.